Blails and Tails

[Reactor wakes up to an ache in his arms that shoots up his arm, rending the limb dull and useless. It’s a feeling that feels like something has been taken out, the body reacting in pain to the sudden emptiness. Blood’s been taken, but there’s no sign of injury- must’ve been taken through a needle.]

[Footsteps can be heard fading away, likely running to the exit.]

@vandjonah

...HHWHAT—

[REACTOR QUICKLY SHOOK OFF THE GROGGINESS OF HIS NAP, NOTICING THE BEAD OF BLACK BLOOD STAINING HIS INNER ELBOW.]

YOU.

[EAR FLICKING TOWARDS THE NOISE, HE CLENCHED HIS FIST AND GOT UP, HEAVY BOOTS THUMPING AGAINST THE FLOOR AS HE RACED AFTER THE SOUND TO FIND THE INTRUDER.]

SON OF A BITCH— COME FACE ME!!

[The perpetrator stops in their tracks, barely distinguishable in the dark.]

[She’s holding the small plushie Cave had given him a while ago. Seems like that gesture was a lie after all.]

YOU—

[AS HIS EYES LANDING UPON WHAT'S IN HER HAND, HE TWITCHES.]

[STANDING THERE, STILL, IF ONLY FOR A MOMENT.]

[AND HE LUNGES.]

[FULL BODY POUNCING AT HER, CLAWS UNSHEATHED AND OUTSTRETCHED— LIKE A GODDAMN PREDATOR.]

GIVE THAT BACK—!!

[The girl couldn’t even get a step back before-

She’s not Blails.]

[She only screamed for a second before force sent them both down, her pleas and desperate stuttering to explain why she’s there turning into throaty rattles and clicks as Reactor’s hands on her shoulders burned through the clothes.]

WH—

[HE PAUSES, HEAD DRAWING BACK BY A FRACTION AS HE STUDIES HER FACE.]

—YOU'RE NOT...

[EARS FLATTENING AGAINST HIS HEAD, HE RELEASED ONE HAND TO RAISE IT ABOVE HER FACE DANGEROUSLY, FINGERS OUTSTRETCHED LIKE HE'S READY TO GOUGE HER EYES OUT.]

[AND HE CHUCKLES.]

[IT'S LOW AND QUIET, BUT THERE'S SOMETHING THREATENING ABOUT IT. THE HAZARD SHAKES HIS HEAD, BEFORE HIS GAZE LANDS BACK ON CROW'S, PINK EYES PRACTICALLY BORING INTO HER SKULL.]

ALRIGHT. I'M FEELING NICE.

YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE DOIN' IN MY HOUSE, STEALIN' MY SHIT, DRAWIN' MY BLOOD, AND YOU'RE GONNA DO IT FAST BEFORE I TURN YOUR FACE SO UNRECOGNIZABLE NOT EVEN THAT BLUE BASTARD WILL KNOW IT'S YOU.

No no no please ! Please, I just need to do this to save my friends ! Your blood can help all of us- and- we’ll finally leave you alone . Forever .

Please don’t kill me . Please . Yin can’t lose anyone else .

[She had gone stone cold in their grip. Of course they’re scared of a literal radioactive force threatening to kill her. Despite this, looking back into those vibrant swirls, she takes a second to calm herself down.]

I’ll explain everything, okay ? Just let go. You’re burning my arms . I won’t run- promise . I think you damaged my wings anyways …

WHY MY BLOOD IN PARTICULAR? Y'COULDN'T BREAK INTO SOMEBODY'S ELSE'S HOUSE FOR THAT?

[HE LEANED IN, TIGHTENING HIS GRIP EVER SO SLIGHTLY...]

WHAT MAKES ME SO SPECIAL, LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE 'N PETUNIAS?

[...BEFORE LETTING GO.]

[HIS TAIL WHIPPED AROUND BEHIND HIM DANGEROUSLY AS HE PULLED OFF, ARMS CROSSED AS HE CONTINUED TO GLARE AT THE POOR FOX.]

[SHE WON'T BE LEAVING. UNLESS HE GETS ANSWERS THAT SATISFY HIM.]

I was going to ask multiple people but nothing had been properly set up yet . And when Yang was hospitalised… I panicked . [Away from Reactor now, she pulls up her broken left sleeve to cover up the burn. She doesn’t do it for the other arm though. Strange.]

It’s because of that stupid connection we have to your worlds . To your people . All of you are just so fine with pain and violence but we aren’t- we’re mortal ! Because you all hate each other half of my friends are suffering or dead and I hate being able to do nothing about it ! Even I wake up to broken fingers somedays and I hate it ! The children received the worst but haven’t done anything to deserve it . We just need some blood samples so we can figure out a way to sever this connection . That’s why .

[Reactor wakes up to an ache in his arms that shoots up his arm, rending the limb dull and useless. It’s a feeling that feels like something has been taken out, the body reacting in pain to the sudden emptiness. Blood’s been taken, but there’s no sign of injury- must’ve been taken through a needle.]

[Footsteps can be heard fading away, likely running to the exit.]

@vandjonah

...HHWHAT—

[REACTOR QUICKLY SHOOK OFF THE GROGGINESS OF HIS NAP, NOTICING THE BEAD OF BLACK BLOOD STAINING HIS INNER ELBOW.]

YOU.

[EAR FLICKING TOWARDS THE NOISE, HE CLENCHED HIS FIST AND GOT UP, HEAVY BOOTS THUMPING AGAINST THE FLOOR AS HE RACED AFTER THE SOUND TO FIND THE INTRUDER.]

SON OF A BITCH— COME FACE ME!!

[The perpetrator stops in their tracks, barely distinguishable in the dark.]

[She’s holding the small plushie Cave had given him a while ago. Seems like that gesture was a lie after all.]

YOU—

[AS HIS EYES LANDING UPON WHAT'S IN HER HAND, HE TWITCHES.]

[STANDING THERE, STILL, IF ONLY FOR A MOMENT.]

[AND HE LUNGES.]

[FULL BODY POUNCING AT HER, CLAWS UNSHEATHED AND OUTSTRETCHED— LIKE A GODDAMN PREDATOR.]

GIVE THAT BACK—!!

[The girl couldn’t even get a step back before-

She’s not Blails.]

[She only screamed for a second before force sent them both down, her pleas and desperate stuttering to explain why she’s there turning into throaty rattles and clicks as Reactor’s hands on her shoulders burned through the clothes.]

WH—

[HE PAUSES, HEAD DRAWING BACK BY A FRACTION AS HE STUDIES HER FACE.]

—YOU'RE NOT...

[EARS FLATTENING AGAINST HIS HEAD, HE RELEASED ONE HAND TO RAISE IT ABOVE HER FACE DANGEROUSLY, FINGERS OUTSTRETCHED LIKE HE'S READY TO GOUGE HER EYES OUT.]

[AND HE CHUCKLES.]

[IT'S LOW AND QUIET, BUT THERE'S SOMETHING THREATENING ABOUT IT. THE HAZARD SHAKES HIS HEAD, BEFORE HIS GAZE LANDS BACK ON CROW'S, PINK EYES PRACTICALLY BORING INTO HER SKULL.]

ALRIGHT. I'M FEELING NICE.

YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE DOIN' IN MY HOUSE, STEALIN' MY SHIT, DRAWIN' MY BLOOD, AND YOU'RE GONNA DO IT FAST BEFORE I TURN YOUR FACE SO UNRECOGNIZABLE NOT EVEN THAT BLUE BASTARD WILL KNOW IT'S YOU.

No no no please ! Please, I just need to do this to save my friends ! Your blood can help all of us- and- we’ll finally leave you alone . Forever .

Please don’t kill me . Please . Yin can’t lose anyone else .

[She had gone stone cold in their grip. Of course they’re scared of a literal radioactive force threatening to kill her. Despite this, looking back into those vibrant swirls, she takes a second to calm herself down.]

I’ll explain everything, okay ? Just let go. You’re burning my arms . I won’t run- promise . I think you damaged my wings anyways …

[Reactor wakes up to an ache in his arms that shoots up his arm, rending the limb dull and useless. It’s a feeling that feels like something has been taken out, the body reacting in pain to the sudden emptiness. Blood’s been taken, but there’s no sign of injury- must’ve been taken through a needle.]

[Footsteps can be heard fading away, likely running to the exit.]

@vandjonah

...HHWHAT—

[REACTOR QUICKLY SHOOK OFF THE GROGGINESS OF HIS NAP, NOTICING THE BEAD OF BLACK BLOOD STAINING HIS INNER ELBOW.]

YOU.

[EAR FLICKING TOWARDS THE NOISE, HE CLENCHED HIS FIST AND GOT UP, HEAVY BOOTS THUMPING AGAINST THE FLOOR AS HE RACED AFTER THE SOUND TO FIND THE INTRUDER.]

SON OF A BITCH— COME FACE ME!!

[The perpetrator stops in their tracks, barely distinguishable in the dark.]

[She’s holding the small plushie Cave had given him a while ago. Seems like that gesture was a lie after all.]

YOU—

[AS HIS EYES LANDING UPON WHAT'S IN HER HAND, HE TWITCHES.]

[STANDING THERE, STILL, IF ONLY FOR A MOMENT.]

[AND HE LUNGES.]

[FULL BODY POUNCING AT HER, CLAWS UNSHEATHED AND OUTSTRETCHED— LIKE A GODDAMN PREDATOR.]

GIVE THAT BACK—!!

[The girl couldn’t even get a step back before-

She’s not Blails.]

[She only screamed for a second before force sent them both down, her pleas and desperate stuttering to explain why she’s there turning into throaty rattles and clicks as Reactor’s hands on her shoulders burned through the clothes.]

[Reactor wakes up to an ache in his arms that shoots up his arm, rending the limb dull and useless. It’s a feeling that feels like something has been taken out, the body reacting in pain to the sudden emptiness. Blood’s been taken, but there’s no sign of injury- must’ve been taken through a needle.]

[Footsteps can be heard fading away, likely running to the exit.]

@vandjonah

...HHWHAT—

[REACTOR QUICKLY SHOOK OFF THE GROGGINESS OF HIS NAP, NOTICING THE BEAD OF BLACK BLOOD STAINING HIS INNER ELBOW.]

YOU.

[EAR FLICKING TOWARDS THE NOISE, HE CLENCHED HIS FIST AND GOT UP, HEAVY BOOTS THUMPING AGAINST THE FLOOR AS HE RACED AFTER THE SOUND TO FIND THE INTRUDER.]

SON OF A BITCH— COME FACE ME!!

#Blails and tails #queerical horrors #blails art

[The perpetrator stops in their tracks, barely distinguishable in the dark.]

[She’s holding the small plushie Cave had given him a while ago. Seems like that gesture was a lie after all.]

A bouquet of flowers was left where Blails could find them- comprised of white orchids, delphiniums, blue irises and blue flax. The bouquet was kept together by white cloth and twine- a note slipped under it.

"From, Maizey."

If Blails would check the back of the card- it would say in the tiniest and neatest letters-

"I give you my faith."

What’s thhat?? A letter??

From Maizey, hehehe—-

She still cares enough to write to you??

I thought she would’ve given up already..

She’s stubborn.

blah blah blah from Maizeyyy… faith… wow Blails you’re so amazing but I think you should be burned at the stake because I’m actually evil…

The flowers are pretty yummy though!!! She can have some marbled sugar sticks for that…

What does she even think is gonna happen???

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[ Surge held a comically large map in her hands, eventually passing it to Kitsunami - folding her arms above her head instead, pursing her lips. ]

! Drippy, where the fuck are we? !

? 'M not too sure, ma'am... ?

! This gospel-spreadin' is more trouble than it's worth... I better be wringing out more rewarrdss- OH! Well hel-lo. !

? We're the worshippers of the Great Egg, would you care to spare a moment to hear what we have to say? ?

! Promise, ya can't spend a second doin' anything better! !

[ Both of them were posed up like cartoon villains. Either in a vaguely charming or stupidly amusing manner - couldn't tell you. ]

@hoodedmobians

Hmm..?? Ah— sure, I have a second to spare..

[Jonah looks both ways, and carefully puts the stack of plates and flowers he was holding on the ground beside him. He winces at the small clattering sound they make as it touches the bumpy ground- he was holding way too much for a guy with only one hand.]

What were you talking about again.. an egg?? Man I haven’t had eggs on toast in a while.. or anythhing reeal in that case.. hehehe..

[He awkwardly scratches at the scar across his mouth as he waits for the two to continue with their little spiel.]

hoodedmobians

! Ey, yeah! Hit 'em with it. !

? Long ago, the Egg was a human like many others on Mobius- but.. As he grew and changed with his research- he found the key to divinity! ?

! Now- he's some all-powerful guy dead set on helpin' the world. !

? To hear his voice and story- it's an invitation to help him on his quest for global betterment. So, will you at least go out of your way to visit our sweet town? ?

! 'N if the cause isn't what you believe in- each person we get to check out our religion and cause, it's better living for us. Just showing up and looking around is all y'needa do. You're not makin' any agreements, no nothing like that- just sight seeing. !

? So- here! ?

[ Kitsunami handed Jonah a pamphlet - inside being a charm necklace covered in neon, a sign he would be a visitor. Surge patted the fennec on his head, ruffling his fur - earning a quiet and quite pathetic squeak. He snapped back into character - blinking big ol' eyes. ]

? What will it be? ?

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Sure, if it means I’m far from her..

[He agreed pretty quickly, but he shrugged his shoulder like it wasn’t a big deal.]

[He held the pamphlet between his teeth and put the necklace on.]

Lead the way, little mister..

[ Surge held a comically large map in her hands, eventually passing it to Kitsunami - folding her arms above her head instead, pursing her lips. ]

! Drippy, where the fuck are we? !

? 'M not too sure, ma'am... ?

! This gospel-spreadin' is more trouble than it's worth... I better be wringing out more rewarrdss- OH! Well hel-lo. !

? We're the worshippers of the Great Egg, would you care to spare a moment to hear what we have to say? ?

! Promise, ya can't spend a second doin' anything better! !

[ Both of them were posed up like cartoon villains. Either in a vaguely charming or stupidly amusing manner - couldn't tell you. ]

@hoodedmobians

Hmm..?? Ah— sure, I have a second to spare..

[Jonah looks both ways, and carefully puts the stack of plates and flowers he was holding on the ground beside him. He winces at the small clattering sound they make as it touches the bumpy ground- he was holding way too much for a guy with only one hand.]

What were you talking about again.. an egg?? Man I haven’t had eggs on toast in a while.. or anythhing reeal in that case.. hehehe..

[He awkwardly scratches at the scar across his mouth as he waits for the two to continue with their little spiel.]

#blails and tails #sonic exe #sonic.exe #exe community #sonic.exe askblog #queerical horrors #blails and tails (jonah)#//finally serious maxxing (lie)

jonah you should grow and flourish

hmm.. I suppose I could also do that..

#blails and tails #sonic exe #sonic.exe #exe community #sonic.exe askblog #queerical horrors #blails and tails (jonah)

jonah you should rot and die

On itt..

#hhahahahahaha #blails and tails #sonic exe #sonic.exe #exe community #sonic.exe askblog #queerical horrors #blails and tails (jonah)

oneheadtoanother

Blails on a scale of 2/11 how evil are you?

Also what's your opinion on s'mores but the gram crackers are just a square of crushed goldfish crackers?

Out of 2/11…. I’m blue!!!

I like fish!!! Hehehe—- cow fish

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…

someone new, someone new

…

not even you can believe it’s true

…

round the bend, to the end

…

maybe this is something time can’t mend…?

…

Hello?

[ “Amy Rose” begins her practiced greeting, but falters as soon as she steps closer to the twins. ]

[ They bear the marks of kin, yet are very clearly not. If she did not know better, they would be dead where they stand they would be added to the list she is working down. ]

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢, 𝙸 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢- 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔.

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞?

[ Children, it seems, that is obvious. However, she cannot piece together just where they are from, why they are so familiar to her. ]

[The twins interlocked hands and stared at each other for a moment before looking back to Her.]

… just twins.

[The twin with the mouth cocks their head to… listen? To the one with no mouth.]

limbo.

[One of them pointed to Her, trying to ask the same question.]

𝚆𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 “𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜” 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑.

[ She crouches down to the height of the twins with a small smile, trying to be polite. ]

[ Are these children ? ]

𝙰𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑.

[ An understatement. ]

[ She need not burden children with the fights of adults. It’s not their fault they are like this. ]

[The twin who could speak suddenly mumbled out: “Children? We’re seven.” In which they clenched their mouth shut and lightly hit their twin’s shoulder.]

Signature? Same. But… different… calligraphy…?

[The twin seemed to struggle getting their words out- not of difficulty over pronunciation, but rather… being forced to speak when they’re too embarrassed to.]

[ The being tilts her head, carefully looking over the twin blue foxes. A strange duo, one that clearly had a tie to something bigger. ]

[ It would be best not to anger anybody with more involvement than necessary. ]

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔. 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

[ Seven? That is quite young for a mortal if she recalls. Then again, she does not know much of them. ]

[ She never took interest in life. ]

[ It was never her job. ]

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚢…

𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜?

[The twins stared at each other again, before shaking their heads. They begin to question and argue in there heads where She can also listen in- and written down for all of you as well!] [She can hear like me!

Can she speak and see as well?

Guess we’ll have to see-

You can stop rhyming now.

Aw.

… once ag-

Does she count as a parent?

Own’s correlation to creation is false.

Meaning…?

Him yes her no.

You can be our sister then! Don’t point!]

[Oh yes- back to the present. The mute one is pointing at the girl while the other keeps swatting their hand down.]

[ The lady smiles, answering their questions with a hesitant confusion. ]

𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘.

[ Sister? She barely knows these two children. Was she mistaken? Are they kin? No- they are more similar to husks or mimicry than living flesh and blood- is this a mortal tradition?? How do children work???? ]

[ “Amy” decides to focus on the one thing she does understand. ]

𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐.

[She’s ok with it!

You could’ve still done that better-

Be our sister, ok?]

[The twin holds their hand out expectantly.]

…

someone new, someone new

…

not even you can believe it’s true

…

round the bend, to the end

…

maybe this is something time can’t mend…?

…

Hello?

[ “Amy Rose” begins her practiced greeting, but falters as soon as she steps closer to the twins. ]

[ They bear the marks of kin, yet are very clearly not. If she did not know better, they would be dead where they stand they would be added to the list she is working down. ]

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢, 𝙸 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢- 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔.

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞?

[ Children, it seems, that is obvious. However, she cannot piece together just where they are from, why they are so familiar to her. ]

[The twins interlocked hands and stared at each other for a moment before looking back to Her.]

… just twins.

[The twin with the mouth cocks their head to… listen? To the one with no mouth.]

limbo.

[One of them pointed to Her, trying to ask the same question.]

𝚆𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 “𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜” 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑.

[ She crouches down to the height of the twins with a small smile, trying to be polite. ]

[ Are these children ? ]

𝙰𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑.

[ An understatement. ]

[ She need not burden children with the fights of adults. It’s not their fault they are like this. ]

[The twin who could speak suddenly mumbled out: “Children? We’re seven.” In which they clenched their mouth shut and lightly hit their twin’s shoulder.]

Signature? Same. But… different… calligraphy…?

[The twin seemed to struggle getting their words out- not of difficulty over pronunciation, but rather… being forced to speak when they’re too embarrassed to.]

[ The being tilts her head, carefully looking over the twin blue foxes. A strange duo, one that clearly had a tie to something bigger. ]

[ It would be best not to anger anybody with more involvement than necessary. ]

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔. 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

[ Seven? That is quite young for a mortal if she recalls. Then again, she does not know much of them. ]

[ She never took interest in life. ]

[ It was never her job. ]

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚢…

𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜?

[The twins stared at each other again, before shaking their heads. They begin to question and argue in there heads where She can also listen in- and written down for all of you as well!] [She can hear like me!

Can she speak and see as well?

Guess we’ll have to see-

You can stop rhyming now.

Aw.

… once ag-

Does she count as a parent?

Own’s correlation to creation is false.

Meaning…?

Him yes her no.

You can be our sister then! Don’t point!]

[Oh yes- back to the present. The mute one is pointing at the girl while the other keeps swatting their hand down.]

…

someone new, someone new

…

not even you can believe it’s true

…

round the bend, to the end

…

maybe this is something time can’t mend…?

…

Hello?

[ “Amy Rose” begins her practiced greeting, but falters as soon as she steps closer to the twins. ]

[ They bear the marks of kin, yet are very clearly not. If she did not know better, they would be dead where they stand they would be added to the list she is working down. ]

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢, 𝙸 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢- 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔.

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞?

[ Children, it seems, that is obvious. However, she cannot piece together just where they are from, why they are so familiar to her. ]

[The twins interlocked hands and stared at each other for a moment before looking back to Her.]

… just twins.

[The twin with the mouth cocks their head to… listen? To the one with no mouth.]

limbo.

[One of them pointed to Her, trying to ask the same question.]

𝚆𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 “𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜” 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑.

[ She crouches down to the height of the twins with a small smile, trying to be polite. ]

[ Are these children ? ]

𝙰𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑.

[ An understatement. ]

[ She need not burden children with the fights of adults. It’s not their fault they are like this. ]

[The twin who could speak suddenly mumbled out: “Children? We’re seven.” In which they clenched their mouth shut and lightly hit their twin’s shoulder.]

Signature? Same. But… different… calligraphy…?

[The twin seemed to struggle getting their words out- not of difficulty over pronunciation, but rather… being forced to speak when they’re too embarrassed to.]

…

someone new, someone new

…

not even you can believe it’s true

…

round the bend, to the end

…

maybe this is something time can’t mend…?

…

Hello?

[ “Amy Rose” begins her practiced greeting, but falters as soon as she steps closer to the twins. ]

[ They bear the marks of kin, yet are very clearly not. If she did not know better, they would be dead where they stand they would be added to the list she is working down. ]

𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢, 𝙸 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢- 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔.

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞?

[ Children, it seems, that is obvious. However, she cannot piece together just where they are from, why they are so familiar to her. ]